Yesterday was my Duomo climbing day--my first time in the afternoon. Few tourists here in January so I didn’t have to beat the long lines that develop each day during the tourist season. This had to be my fifteen climb. No I’ve done more that that—every time I come here—minus one visit with Mom when I was too scared to climb. I had developed a fear of heights and believe me, the Duomo is high and the viewing from the lantern quite unprotected. My disappointment made me determined to work through this acrophobia. Now I lean over the railing and offer an understanding simile to the folks who are standing back.